Qin Jin, who had always been so strong, cried.
"My Caicai—"
She truly couldn't imagine what these men...
"Find them, I want them all dead!" She clenched her teeth in hatred, wishing she could burst through the screen to tear them apart.
Fu Shilv took hold of her shoulders, "Mom..."
Unable to release her anger, Qin Jin slapped him across the face again.
Fu Shilv's cheek reddened from the slap, but he seemed as if he was completely devoid of pain. "By dawn tomorrow, they will be found, I promise."
No one mentioned Sheng Youxia's departure during the whole incident.
But she knew they had all seen it.
Her staying would have been useless, only adding another victim to the scene.
But having run away, she was no longer innocent.
"Mom, I'm sorry," Sheng Youxia moved closer, squatting down beside Qin Jin, gripping her hand tightly, "I'm sorry."
Qin Jin's eyes brimmed with tears, yet she shook her head at Youxia.
"Xiaxia, how could this be blamed on you? It's not your fault."